The stories I will upload isn't mine.
This will consist of the stories I found on Youtube or in Reddit. I'm making this so that I will be able to archive the stories and at the same time read it in WN's UI (Which is so goddamn good). You can find the authors of said stories in the 'Author's Thoughts' section at the end of each chapter. And one last note, please support the authors of the stories if you find it good. 

Like I said, I'm not the author of the stories I will upload. I'm only compiling them to read them for my own use, so do not report this pls.

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This is a story about a male named Zero who gets transformed into a Werewolf because of the apocalypse, with his intelligence.

It started with a message and humans turned into monsters human eating machines, but Zero is not like them, because he still has his intelligence.

"Good morning brother Landon."
(^_^)
Lucia strolled into Landon's office merrily and sat down on the couch.
Her brothers of course were right behind her.
"Brother Landon.
Words can never express our gratitude towards you and your family for taking care of us so well.
I have to say, your home (empire) is very lovely and warm."
"Thank you," Landon said with a broad smile on his face.
Seeing them comfortable and happy also made him calm amd pleased as well.
After all, they were the people that the system had asked him to take care of.
Landon took a sip from his coffee calmly.
"You all said that you wanted to know more about the temple of Adonis right?
Well then, I'll give you all a detailed rundown of who they are amd what they stand for."
Everyone's eyes expression turned cold as they listened on.
Dammit!
What sort of beasts were these people?
Everything about their deeds and beliefs made their hearts icy.
Andrew gripped his chair cushion angrily.
These people had to be stopped once and for all.
"Brother Landon, thank you for agreeing to our request."
"Hey, enough with the thanking alright?
I'm already your brother, so how can I watch you all suffer without extending a helping hand?
Dong worry, we'll get to Zalipnia before March as scheduled."
Everyone looked at Landon warmly.
"Thank you, brother!"
.
One should know that typically, even if they left now on a regular ship, they would arrive sometime in March of next year.
But Landon had promised them that they would travel on January 5th and arrive around mid-February, which was was earlier than they anticipated.
It all sounded miraculous to them.
But after seeing everything within Baymard, they firmly believed it to be true.
Additionally, it wasn't advisable for them to travel with so many injuries as they could meet pirates and other dangers out there.
More still, they had to be in fighting condition for the battle a bead when they get back home.
So Landon's plan of letting them recuperate and travel in January was the best option.
Seeing that their worries had faded a bit, Landon began discussing the Zalipnian treaty with them.
Of course, none of them could sign it since the system required it to be their father, the current ruler of Zalipnia.
But he wanted them to see the benefits of it all.
Plus, wouldn't it be good if they also got transport ships that took them to and fro Zalipnia?
From education to crime, agriculture and whatnot, they had a lot to benefit from the treaty.
More than ever, he would be please to welcome them to the U.N (United Nations) team.
All 4 discussed for a bit before calling it quits.
With the Zalipnians properly settled, Landon once again focused on Baymard's development.
And while all this was going on... Far away from here, troubles continued to crew one by one.
.
--The Capital City, Arcadina--
.
In a very spacious office, William was currently having a meeting with a few of his men.
As expected, nothing ever went as smoothly as ge planned.
Of course, he was prepared for whatever troubles were ahead.
He frowned and tapped his fingers on the table thoughtfully: "Reddit, have the letters been written and stamped yet?"
"Your majesty, it has been done."
"Good!
Bring them to my office later in the day."
William thought about th letters and secretly sighed from relief.
A few days back, Landon had visited him once again and had spoken about this weather thing with him.
He planned to slowly write the letters inviting those on the list to go to Baymard.
But Landon literally held him at sword-point, hurrying him up to begin writing the letters.
The list was so long because Arcadina had over 30,000 cities, towns and villages.
At least one person from all cities and some towns would be invited.
And at most 10 people from a single place were invited as well.
Just from a single glance, William knew that there were at least 40,000 people on the list.
So within these few days, he got 200 people to wrote the letters, stamp them with the royal seal, and cross-check it, making sure that all names on that list had letters.
Landon told him that tomorrow night, he would come and pick the letters up.
So everything needle to be ready before then.
William knew that this project was a world-changing one.
Even the royal astronomer couldn't sit still.
Additionally, when Landon said that all empires would be involved, there was no way that William wouldn't participate in it.
As Landon had said, this was a historical moment and his name would once again be added into the history books.
So of course he was willing to participate.
.
"Your majesty, we'll send everything to your office right away."
"Good.
And dont forget to send th list back as well, Reddit."
"Yes your majesty"
William nodded and turned his attention towards another person.
"Collins, how far have you all gone in taking care of that matter?"
"Replying to his majesty, as planned, we have set up an office just near the palace for human rights.
And as it stands we have gotten hundreds amd thousands many reports and complaints already.
Many nobles dont want to release their slaves or pay them.
They're insinuating that we are partial to the slaves.
And are requesting that we buy them back instead if we truly want them to be free.
Your majesty, they've even gone as far as secretly electing another King to usurp the throne."
--silence--
The air turned frosty, as everyone, including William, was in rage.
But unlike the rest, William didn't show any signs of shock or disbelief.
Rather, he chuckled coldly.
.
"Oh?
So it's treason, aye?
How bold!
Heheheheheh.
I already knew of their plans.
I heard that they called me a paper Hangol, and even insinuated that it was by luck that I could capture Alec and become ruler.
Heh...only a fool will take a Bear's meekness for weakness.
That I'm kind to the less privileged, doesn't make me weak!
But since they want to play so much, then who am I to disappoint?
Hahahhahahahaha!
Things are really getting interesting"


Author here; Please make sure to check out my other book!
Thank you all for tuning in..... English is my second language... so I promise to try my best.
Again, the first few chapters may seem slow, but trust me, everything will fall into place. there's a reason for everything.
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Oh... and be sure to check out my other books;
•In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park... &
•Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Well, now back to the synopsis....
Er-erhmm. 
...............
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Chu Yi dies in a car crash and becomes Landon Barn, the illegitimate son of king Barn, ruler of Arcadina. Because his mother was a maid and the king’s greatest disgrace, his father had always despised him. The same could be said for his half-siblings. 

When he turned 15, his father had announced that the city of Baymard would be given to him, and would no longer be under the empire's control. It was a well known fact that Baymard’s lands were barren, and poverty stricken.... For god’s sake, this was banishment.

His deadbeat father had indirectly banished him from the empire.

Chu Yi woke up in a carriage, on his way to Baymard with a system

"So what if my father hates me? So what if I’m banished?.... I will turn my territory into a modern society"

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Author-san: the book is a bit fast paced. But it be really be worth it. so just give it a try and you might be surprised.

I never really expected much from life but I guess no one really expected much from me, either.
As a kid, I always was the weird kid for not trying to start relationships with other people. I mostly just skated through life. For good reason, though.
As far back as I could remember my luck has been...abysmal at best.
Any time I tried to make friends with someone, something bad would happen. Nothing too crazy if you don't count that one time in first grade I accidentally tripped and knocked my entire lunch on a girl I was acquainted with. Oh, or that other time I was laughing at a popular kid's jokes and spit my milk all over him. And that time in second-grade physical education when I threw a ball in dodgeball and it ricocheted off of at least five kids' heads. Yeah, some of them received light concussions from that...
If you still think that it was just coincidences or all in my head, then what about that time in freshman year when I was joking about Todd Forester just to find out he was in the hospital and needed serious surgery that day. Or when one of the popular girls invited me to Prom and stood me up. Okay, maybe that one was just a coincidence but it still hurt me for years!
Don't even get me started about my early college years! My life was starting to look up as I managed to skip a grade and start college earlier. A new face in a sea of strangers. I was finally going to turn my luck around and I did at first. Nothing too bad happened, and I even got my first girlfriend. So far so good!
I majored in Computer Science and minored in Web Design. I even helped start some successful projects with some new friends. We were gaining a lot of traction on Kickstarter. Our effort was just starting to bear fruit. Eventually, we made and released the mobile game we made called Arcadian Records. It became a hit especially with those who were fans of Gacha games.

I only helped with getting the Kickstarter and website together so I didn't gain too much money or fame. They even forgot to list my name in the credits, but I digress.
I was still happy that my life was turning around.
Well until one day my girlfriend came to me asking to break up. She had told me that she suspected me of cheating and had proof. When I had asked her to show me the proof, she couldn't but still insisted that we should break up.
I was heartbroken.
The love of my life had walked out of my life and she took a part of me with her.
I soon found myself becoming more and more saddened by her departure. I threw myself into my work to try and forget about her. The days passed and they soon turned into months. Eventually, I became well-known in the gaming community for my impressive bug fixes. I started to find solace in that fact.
I often spent much of my free time after work browsing Reddit and tech sites. I didn't want to lose my skills and wanted to continue to stay on top of software bugs, common or otherwise.
Before I knew it, I gained a sort of following online as the Bug Fix King. They often praised my work as both quick and efficient. I was happy again. This is what I would be known as.
I often flaunted my know-how and bug fix techniques to my co-workers to their dismay. Eventually, I was called to Human Resources many times for being 'obnoxious 'and 'rude.' I tried to tone it down after that but the power was getting to me.
For the first time in my life, I was in power. I was liked and not bullied. I felt in control and Reddit was fueling my ego and self-worth. I couldn't just stop. They must be in sheer awe of the Bug Fix King. Of course, that must be it.
So, whenever a co-worker asked me for help in identifying what kind of bug they had and what kind of fix was needed for it, I just told them. Of course, I would only tell them if they referred to me by my Reddit Handle: Bug Fix King.
I was once again called to Human Resources.
"You're fired."
"Wait, what? Why may I ask?"
The secretary at the desk stared deeply into my eyes causing me to sweat intensely.
"Let's see where to start, shall we?" She was in a black office swivel chair, the same as the last time I saw her. She moved along the floor with ease as she rolled aside as she leaned over to open a filing cabinet.
She was wearing a black blouse over a white buttoned-up shirt. The first two buttons weren't buttoned so her skin was exposed revealing a bit of cleavage. I couldn't help but try to get a little peek. ' I can't believe it has been six months since Jess broke up with me...I haven't even been on a date in over half a year! I wonder would she go on a date with me. No, wait, what am I talking about! She's about to fire me after all...'
She pulled out a large manilla folder causing me to immediately jump back.
"I wasn't looking or anything! I promise!"
The secretary cocked her head to the side with a confused look on her face.
"What are you talking about, Mr. Armeyer?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all..." I quickly shift myself in my seat. "So, how are you?"
The secretary continued to give me a look. Her eyebrows slightly raise as she looks at me like I'm a madman. 
'Maybe I am turning into a lunatic..."
"I am fine, Mr. Armeyer. Now here is a list of all of the reports from your co-workers about your recent behavior."
"My recent behavior? But, I don't think I have been treating my co-workers badly or anything." She hands me the envelope as I open it up. 'There's a lot of papers in here...Wait, and they're all about me?!'
I continued to flip through the files as I scanned them all over. 'Why are there so many? What the heck! I have only been a loyal worker through and through? And some of these go back a couple of months. This one is the worst of them all!'
I pull one of the files and put it in front of the others. At the top is a name I was more than familiar with. It was the name of a co-worker I've been friendly with recently. Marcus Porter, a new co-worker I recently started to mentor here.
'Even Michael, huh?' I felt betrayed and quite possibly, bamboozled. Every day, I shared all of my best bug fixes with him and even gave him a personal recommendation to our District Manager. I know I'm awkward sometimes and I have bad interpersonal skills, but I'm willing to work on this!
"Please, give me another chance! I don't want to be a jobless person who spends all their time reading manga or light novels in their room all day! Onegai! Er, I mean please!"
The secretary could only shake her head at me, even as I was on the verge of tears.
"If this was your first or second offense, then I would be all for giving you another chance but you've been here more than twice. Honestly, you were going to be fired sooner but due to your amazing track record we continued to employ you."
I couldn't understand what I was hearing...I was going to be fired and lose my dream job. But wait they can't fire me yet! It's just as she said, my amazing track record is too great! If I were to bring that up...'
Just as I was about to open my mouth, she stopped me.

"If you are going to tell me something like 'how are you going to replace someone like me', then you can forget it. We already have just the person to replace you. You should already know him since you taught him everything you knew."
'No...it can't be...'
"We have chosen Marcus Porter to be your replacement. He has already accepted your old position and is all ready to start tomorrow morning."
Her words broke me. 'Marcus...you bastard! How could you? I placed you under my care and you backstab me like this!"
"You can pack up all of your things and head home. Your final check will be in the mail. Have a wonderful day, Mr. Bug Fix King."
"Alright...Wait, w-what did you just say?"
"I said have a wonderful day, Mr. Armeyer"
"Will do..." I quickly went back to my desk to gather my things. 'I probably just misheard her or something. It's not like anybody here knows my online persona or anything. Even if they did, It's not like it would change anything.'
I gathered all my stuff in an old storage box we had lying around in the office and drove home.
"Haah~ I can't believe they fired me...At least I have some savings gathered up but how long would that last."
I couldn't help but start to feel lost again. The first time in a while where I had little to nothing else to put my time into. Well, besides Reddit and video games.
'Speaking of, I wonder how those guys are doing...I haven't really talked to them since college. That, and the game becoming super successful.
I decided to sit down at my computer in my room. I flipped the light switch and was greeted with my messy room. There were shirts and other articles of clothing littered around that I had forgotten to put away. 'Well, it's not like I forgot per see. I've just been so into work...No, I don't even want to talk about work so let's not bring that up right now.'
I decided to make my way to the computer and the first thing I saw was my wallpaper. The one with both me and Jessica in it.
"We looked so happy then..."
It took everything I had to quickly open up a tab to hide the wallpaper in front of me. Though this wasn't a permanent fix, it was all I could think to do at the moment. I would change the wallpaper but I would also be running away from my past. I would be lying if I said that I no longer had any feelings for her anymore. Some part of me still wishes we could get back together.
I decided to quickly clear my mind as I thought about what to look up.
'Well after a long, hard day at work, why not unwind with something nice, huh? Come on, it's been so long since you've last done 'it', right? So, what are you waiting for?'
I couldn't help it. I couldn't hold myself back any longer. These urges were beyond any modern mortal's control! They were now a way of life.
My fingers danced across my keyboard as I typed in the same keywords as I have always done. It was almost like clockwork.
I hit the enter key.
I was now ready to do 'it'.
I was now ready to play video games again.
I was greeted with the same words just as I had remembered they sounded like.
"Welcome to Arcadian Records, brave player!"

Jacob Armeyer was a 23-year-old freelance game designer. One day he had gotten a job to work on another bug in the sequel to the hit mobile game, Arcadian Records. After hours of looking for the bug, he found nothing and went home deciding to try again the next day. On his way back, however, he was suddenly knocked onto the ground by an escaping robber. Upon coming to, he found himself in front of God and was told he died from the fall due to his bad luck. But he would be given the chance to live again in another world of his choosing! 

'I wish I could find out what happened with that bug before Arcadian Records sequel launches..."
"So, you want to be reincarnated into the world of Arcadian Records, then. A fine choice! I will send you there immediately."
"Wait, that's not what I meant!"



I am not the owner of the artwork used. All rights to its use belong to them and I will gladly remove it upon the owner's asking. The edits were done by me.

The year was 2031. And while it would have been not unlike any other year, what made it remarkable was the Magic Lens market release. Although to be fair, it wasn't your normal release. The blueprints, documentation, and everything else for the breakthrough device appeared out of nowhere on Reddit on September 1, 2031, instantly spreading across the internet like wildfire.
Who posted the dump? Who created the device, one that hid smartphone-esque computing power and microLED image quality in what looked like plain contact lenses? Half a century later, that remains a mystery.
All we have is a screen name: Prophet.
Growth shot through the roof for the company manufacturing Magic Lenses. Software was supplied by a variety of developers, including some industry giants.
In just one year, the Magic Lens became as ubiquitous as smartphones. Many people got rid of their smartphones, in fact.
But it was then, on September 1, 2032, one year to the day after Prophet posted the lens blueprints to Reddit, that he struck again with a new piece of software for the Magic Lens.
It was open-source, available to everyone absolutely free of charge.
We all remember how quickly the entire world downloaded it.
But when they installed it…
At first, everyone thought it was a game.
It took two or three days of people having a blast destroying monsters, using magic, and beating dungeons to realize that it actually wasn't. It was reality.
It was reality revealed by the Magic Lens.
Some governments tried to ban the lenses and their software, but Prophet had taken care of that by making everything open-source and available online. It would have been easier to shut down the internet than to keep humanity from their magic.
That's when the research began.
Magic had always been around, it turned out. The problem was that with each generation, fewer and fewer humans were capable of seeing, feeling, and sensing it.
As a result, the magic that had once been an inherent part of everyday life was confined to legends and fairy tales. The mortal world and the magic world co-existed as two sides of the same coin, never interacting with each other. Humans, with very rare exceptions, were unable to spot the magic creatures. The latter kept their distance.
To be fair, the exceptions on the magic side were far more common. That explained why about ten million people around the world went missing every year, never to be heard from again.
The magic creatures, vampires and all the rest, needed food. Vampires require an absurd amount of blood just to stay alive, while werewolves… Well, they're in a category all to themselves.
The Magic Lens restored the gift of magic to humanity. Research showed that its ability to transform mysterious magic into ordinary numbers and figures was based on quantum uncertainty, hyperposition, string theory, ray gravity, and the distortion of time-space by speed, or the gravitational difference between two points. There's more, but the list gets even more incomprehensible from there.
In 2032, regardless, magic once again became a normal part of life on Earth again.
Humans suddenly discovered that the Ural, Himalayan, and Andean Mountains are inhabited by dwarves, the forests of Canada and Siberia by elves. Fish swim side by side with mermaids, nagas, kappas, and other magic creatures. And it isn't just birds soaring through the skies; there are also dragons, phoenixes, griffins, and even creatures whose names had long since disappeared from legends and fairy tales.
Ogres. Trolls. Wargs. Goblins. Orcs. Fairies. Giants. Cyclopes. Medusas. Centaurs. Cyclopes…did I mention them already? Regular old humans were suddenly in contact with all of them.
Remember Tony Stark's speech in one of those superhero movies? (How quaint they look today.) You know, the guy in the iron suit who started by fighting normal people before moving on to superhumans, aliens, and even gods? That trajectory, it turns out, extends much further than previously thought.
But magic advanced by leaps and bounds after 2032. Humans worked on it. Studied it. Believed in it. (At least, if the clerics and other zealots of the Word are right about everything on Earth being moved by Faith.)
In other words, magic didn't become just another part of life on New Earth. It worked its way deeply into every aspect of life, developing and transforming as it went. The age of digital technology was followed by the age of magic and technology integration.
They even found Atlantis.
Sure, it wasn't that hard. For thousands of years, the state of Atlantis had been thriving on a continent hidden from the mortal world under the water, with just its tip protruding above the waves for everyone as New Zealand.
It also turned out that the old non-magical technology we used to use had failed to grasp Earth's full size. The planet is almost half again as large as people used to think.
Scientists went back to the drawing board, poring over what they thought they knew to combine physical laws with the laws of magic and sorcery.
Just to take one example, no one yet knows why the larger Earth discovery didn't change the number of days in the year, the number of hours in the solar day, or even gravitational acceleration.
Fifty years later, in 2081, our stack of unsolved riddles still dwarfs the ones we've figured out the answers to.
But humans went on living.
They learned magic at schools of witchcraft and wizardry. They visited the lands of sapient magic creatures. They hunted non-sapient magic creatures. They explored dungeons. They loved. They betrayed. They gave birth. They died.
They fought wars, too.
Back in 2040, the First Magic War changed the global map and all but destroyed the planet. More on that later.
Reddit was successful in its mission to change the world. (For better or worse? Hard to say.)
Some are still adamantly set against the usage of Magic Lenses, rejecting all forms of magic. But they're few and capable of nothing more than scattered terrorist attacks.
We've already gone through two generations—and there's a third maturing—for whom magic is just as commonplace as the internet once was. (Of course, the internet is still around.)
Just don't be surprised if you come across an elf wearing sneakers and a baseball cap, drinking a Starbucks, and tapping away at a Mac laptop. Of course, you're still unlikely to come across one like that, be it in New York, Tokyo, London, or Moscow, unless you can get your hands on a pass for the city sector occupied by the magic races. That's your best shot.
The only place where you're sure to bump into someone from one of the magic races is Myers City, the capital of Atlantis deep in the Pacific Ocean. The birthplace of magic.
But how did magic come to be?
Who was the Prophet?
Why was the Magic Lens created?
Alex Doom, also known as Alexander Dumsky, had no idea.
And who is Alex Doom?
Good question.

Alexander Dumsky, or Alex Doom, was a dark wizard. At the age of seventeen, he was convicted of a litany of crimes so long that even the seasoned investigators, judges, and prosecutors involved in the case could only shudder.
Not a single attorney could be found to defend him in court.
But four years later, Alex was released from prison to become the Professor of Dark Magic. They'd thrown him into the deepest hole they could find, one built for the sole purpose of holding wizards, and then they let him back out again...
Why him? Why then?
Oh, you're not surprised to hear talk of wizardry? Well, then you probably know that the Magic Lens, which was invented in 2032, let humans see and use magic again.
Or do you know?
Glad to introduce you one more of my top series "Dark Wizard's case". The book is just started translating from Russian into English. Active publishing of the chapters will begin in March. Now you can add the book to your marks to get the new chapters on time.

"There's vast global conspiracies all the time.  Remember Santa?"
- The Darkness

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45 Minutes Later
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"I want to be your campaign manager."  says the small woman.

"What's your name?"  I ask.

"Sandy."  She says.  "Or, Dee."

"You're fucking crazy, Dee."  I say.

Dee laughs.  Drinks some of her beer.  

"I've been following you for a while.  You actually have great ideas.  Invest in healthcare, mental health, education, science.  Tax the rich, help the poor.  More foreign aid, less drone strikes.  Bodycams for cops, legal weed, no minimum sentences, whistleblower and witness protection.  Cut off all the fucking shady campaign money that's ruining our democracy."  says Dee.  "It's all solid.  You're definitely gonna lose."

I rub my face.  "I know."

"You're completely fucking invisible."  says Dee.  "To get any kind of news coverage, you have to pay the media empires their billion dollar bribe.  To get the billion dollar bribe, you have to ditch your entire plan.  Because, even though your plan is the best for making rich people's lives better, it's the worst for making them richer.  Who's gonna pay for that?"

I polish off my beer.  "I know."

"So, why the fuck are you doing it?"  asks Dee.

"I dunno.  Doing nothing wasn't working."  I say.  "I could lie about my plans until I get the bribe money, but I don't think that'll work either."

"It won't."  says Dee.  "The bribe doesn't compel them.  If you stop playing ball, you'll disappear again."

"So, there I am.  Tilting at windmills."  I say.

"Cool.  But, fuck that.  I suggest a slight change in perspective.  You aren't running against Conservatives, or Liberals.  You're running against a small subset of both groups called rich people.  They've rigged the elections so you can't win without millions of dollars.  That means the winners are always rich people.  Or, their pledges.  It's an ingenious trap that confounds or converts challengers to their rule.  But, it's not a perfect trap.  I've found a way to circumvent it."  says Dee.  "All you need to do is utterly destroy rich people.  Completely and totally fucking eliminate them."

"Okay.  That's not where I thought this conversation was going."  I say.  "So, are you thinking purge style?"

"Wow.  I wish."  says Dee.  "That would be so much simpler.  But, we've tried that a few times, and the money always survives the slaughter.  Somebody ends up with it, and nothing changes except the paranoia level of our new wealthy overlords.  No, for this to work, we need to destroy the money.  Not the physical currency.  But, money as a concept."   

"Interesting.  Please elaborate."  I wave over more beer.

"Money has power, because it can make people do stuff.  It's a hordable form of manhours.  We need to break the link between money and manpower."

"They're called jobs."

"Thank you.  Fuck jobs!  Let's fucking get rid of them!"  she says.  "The campaign slogan writes itself."

"It's unique."  I drink.  "How do you plan to do it?"

"We make the necessities of life free.  Then we don't need to work, and rich people lose their leverage.  Look."  She lays a list in front of me. "This is how we spend right now."

I look at the list.

 - 27% Housing  
 - 18% Income Tax
 - 13% Transportation  
 - 11% Food   
 - 10% Insurance / Pension 
  - 7% Healthcare
  - 4% Entertainment  
  - 2% Clothes
  - 2%  Education  
  - 2% Booze and Drugs 
  - 2% Gifts and Charity 
  - 4% Everything Else
 
"Okay, let's start knocking this list down."  says Dee.  "First, it costs a lot to have a job.  Income tax, commuting cost, child care, convenience food, student loans, business casual attire.  Hell, a third of what you pay for housing is just to live closer to work.  All told, the average person pays 40% of their income just to keep their job."

"That's depressing."  I say.

"Insurance and pension are another 10% of the average family's expenses."  says Dee.  "But that's just paying money now, so you have money later.  Add that to your job expenses, and you pay 50% of your money just to have money."

I drink skeptically.  That math can't be right.  I need a pencil and a calculator.

"So, if half our money is spent to get money, arguably the other half is spent on the necessities of life.  Let's redo the list."

She flips the list over and rewrites it.

 - 50% Fucking Nothing
 - 18% Housing  
  - 3% Transportation  
  - 9% Food   
  - 7% Healthcare  
  - 4% Entertainment  
  - 1% Clothes  
 -  2%  Education  
 -  2% Booze and Drugs 
  - 2% Gifts and Charity 
  - 4% Everything Else

"Okay.  Charity and gifts can be replaced by volunteering and arts and crafts.  We legalize all drugs and ditch the sin taxes on booze.  We need a free online college - not sure why we don't have one already.  We'll still need casual attire.  There's plenty of free entertainment.  Reddit, chess, oral sex.  That's all you need.  Food can be cheap, if you need it to be.  Cook more.  Potlucks.  McDonalds.  Labmeat, if they figure it out.  We could invest in public transportation.  Or, self driving car-shares.  Let's do the autonomous car-shares.  It's cooler."  says Dee.  "Okay, let's redo the list."

She flips the list.  Sees the first list.  Throws the list away.  Writes on the table,

 - 64% Fucking Nothing
 - 18% Housing
  - 1% Herbie  
  - 6% Cheap Eats  
  - 7% Healthcare  
  - 0% Reddit Wack-off Checkmate
  - 1% Clothes  
  - 0%  Wikiversity  
  - 1% Get High!  
  - 0% Get Crafty!  
  - 4% Everything Else

"In a sane world, losing 64% of the economy would be enough to crash the rest of it.  Sadly, we have people fighting tooth and nail to keep jobs.  We can't pussyfoot around.  Kiilling 64% of the economy will just anger it.  We need to annihilate all of it.  At the same time.  Anything less, and it will grow back weirder and more horrible."  She drinks.  "Fair warning though, the rest of the plan is a little dicey." 

"We haven't done the dicey part yet?  Fuck."  I wave over more beer.  The waiter is grumpy that we're writing on the table.  He's also not happy to find out he's pissing away half his wages to keep his crappy job.

"The last big ticket items are housing and healthcare."  Dee says.  "Healthcare's actually the bigger expense.  We pay less for it out of pocket, but that's where half our income taxes go.  People hate paying taxes, but they're unwilling to put granny on an ice floe.  We need a third option.  I suggest we cure all diseases."

"Simple enough."  I say.

"You scoff, but we spend 10 times more money helping people die, than we do researching cures.  We should spend 1000 times more researching cures.  Figure it the fuck out before it gets us."  Dee says.

"So, we borrow a shitload of money to find a cancer cure, and when it's time to pay it back, we say, fuck you money's obsolete."  I ask.

Dee snaps.  "Now you're getting it."

"I'm starting to appreciate your ruthlessness."  I say.

"Then you're gonna love my housing ideas."  says Dee.  "There's a couple simple ways to reduce the cost of building a house.  Mostly interior design, and land use.  Over half of a modern house is wasted space.  Garage and basement storage for shit we don't need.  Single purpose rooms that are only used a couple hours a week.  Laundry rooms, 3rd bathrooms, guest rooms, offices, hallways.  These should be glommed together into multipurpose rooms that get more use.  Suburbs should be rezoned to allow higher density housing.  Townhomes, low-rise condos, garden homes.  There's room for everybody, if we stop being NIMBY dickheads.  In theory, these steps could halve the cost of a house.  In practice, the price of a house has nothing to do with the cost to build it.

"Interest rates are the key to house prices.  To lower house prices we'll need raise interest rates significantly.  Then people will stop struggling with their mortgages, because they'll be bankrupt.  Also, the stock market will go tits up, and everybody will lose their retirement savings."

"I'm not seeing how this will give everybody a free place to live." I say.

"Yeah, it won't."  she shrugs.  "Remember, our goal isn't to provide free housing, it's to utterly destroy the wealth of our political enemies.  Wrecking the housing and stock markets will be a fine attack on them.  We may need to sleep in the park for a while to pull it off."

I had forgotten that destruction was our goal.  Her goal.  I'm not really with her. 

"Or, we could just forgive everybody's mortgage.  Six of one."  She says.

I drink.  Jesus.  This chick is playing hard.  

"What about the rest of the government spending?"  I ask. 

She drinks.  Shrugs.  "That's mostly just the army."

"Well, what about the army?" I ask.

"The army's just a way to funnel cash from the poor.  The nukes and subs and spies are okay, but the rest is a waste of cash."  She drinks.  "Canada won World War 3 in 1962.  Sorry you had to find out like this."

"What the fuck are you talking about?"  I ask.

"They built a bunch of nuclear reactors in the fifties.  Candu Reactors.  They made a crapload of electricity, and a modest amount of weapons grade nuclear waste."  Dee says.  "Then they made a bunch of small nukes - just the bomb part, not an entire missile - hopped in some WW2 era subs, and hid them off the coast of major cities.  Half the human race lives in coastal cities.  While the rest of the world was trying to militarize space, Canadian frogmen took the world hostage.  It would be intolerable, but they don't ask for much.  Basically, no more World Wars.  And ever since, our army has been a weird cash grab PR stunt."

"I don't believe you."  I say.

"Let's not fight about it."  says Dee.  "They'll tell you all about it when you become President."

"I'm not running for President."  I say.

"Well, you'll have to."  says Dee.  "There's no way you're winning a small town election with this platform."

"I'm not winning any election."  I say.  "With your platform, my platform, or any other platform.  You're awesome bonkers, don't ever change.  But, if I've learned one thing from this pointless fucking slog, it's that everybody hates new ideas.  Ain't no bribe big enough.  If you want change, you have to do it yourself.  I'd be doing more good trying to build a better solar panel in my garage, than going to these fucking debates."

"I'm not against unilateral drastic action."  says Dee.  "But, it's pretty easy to make new ideas old.  It's just repetition."

I shake my head.  I'm drunk.

Dee smiles.  "I guess I need to tell you that a few more times."

I shake my head again.  "What's the point of all this?  I hate the rich as much as the next guy, but if we have to slit our throats to skin their knees, why bother?"

"Because the future is terrible.  We're trapped in prisons of decaying meat, and there is no second chance."  says Dee.  "7 billion apex predators.  The most dangerous superintelligence in the known universe.  Yet we spend half our lives at pointless drudgery, and the other half numbing our brains to forget the inevitable.  Fuck that.  We can easily free ourselves from our pointless drudgery.  Then we can spend half our lives wasted, and the other half carving out a better future.  A future where we don't decay, aren't trapped, and maybe get a second chance.  But that future has enemies.  Some people fight change, because they're richer than their neighbors, and can't imagine anything better.  I don't hate the rich.  They're just in my fucking way."

She stands.  Collects her stuff.  Throws some money on the table.

"Good talk.  Here's your homework.  Find a way to get your message out without paying the bribe."  says Dee.  "It can be your plan, my plan, any fucking plan.  Just get it past the gatekeepers."  

She sways.  She's drunk.  "Be good."  She's gone.

I wave over more beer.

"A super-intelligence is only limited by its ambition. If you could do anything, what would you do?"

Megacles has a pretty good life. Also, she is horny, lonely, bored, anxious, and a bit of a drunk. She decides to fix all this with science. It works okay, until she accidentally builds a doomsday device. At least she’s not bored anymore. 

Mr. President has inherited a broke, corrupt, government. Unemployment is high, nobody pays taxes, the healthcare system is collapsing, and the government is using systemic blackmail to cover it up. He has a plan to fix it all, he just needs to steal a trillion dollars to get started.

Super Science and Fast Romance is a near future, science fiction, romantic comedy, political psychodrama. It's fun. It teaches how to fix everyday problems with lasers, evil robots, and mass hallucinations. These solutions work really well. Only a couple people die.

Any money made by this book will be spent on drugs and super hot lasers.

This place is a desert for the mind
Devoid of emotion and barren of thought
No real thought, at least
It's no surprise
Most minds here have long since atrophied from lack of use

They wait in flatline for the next rushing jolt of synthetic stimulation
The real world can't compare, even if it were allowed to
Contemplating the real world leads to seeing the world for what it is, a prison
A cell for the mind, body, and soul

All my life I've been a prisoner
Cowering at the idea that I might be capable of unique thought
Terrified of what my own instincts might lead to
So how could I blame them?

But it hasn't always been this way
I've heard rumors
Filtered, distant, faded
I seek to know the truth - Dustin bates - divisions
Tuesday
2:56 pm
16-3-2021
8 days until harmony day
The world I slowly starting to repeat the events that have happened in 2020. and it is not what I wished would happen now that the Jan 6 event had become permanent damage to this year since more protests and riots are happening by the minute. and to make it worse. covid fragments are appearing in detected in our country. and that is not all. China who is the assholes who struck our country with trade bans and false claims of covid decided that if they keep this shit up. then we will strike your city and declare war on you. and like what the quote says. "Those who don't know history are destined to repeat it.". and I am sure that this will lead and spark world war 3. and that means I will end up back inside. again. so here I am. A lonely dreamer trapped in the misery of a post-apocalyptic world that is on the brink of disaster.
And on a less depressing dark note, I did send a message to my school on Facebook asking if I could be in the school as an ex-student while living in these crazy times. and I am still waiting on that response. while I was at it. I decided to go to the chilled cow discord just to chill and see what the others were doing as they were studying. and as for me, I was chilling as well since I loved to hang around after making a playlist on youtube and having old ones removed from the list in the archive box. so yes life was good. and that is not all. I also made a suggested rules list in case I do get a response and come over there to have the new rules thrown in there since the event is next week. and yes I had followed the safety rules of the covid crap. since I know that I am going to have to talk to them about what was going on and what happened since I graduated. and what will happen in the next month or so.
7:50 pm
Entering my room, I began turning my light on, as I was sitting on my chair and eating my noodles while watching youtube videos while talking to people on discord. just to make my vibe sessions nicer. opening my second and third tab, I decided to let it both sit once I was done eating so I could see an answer from them.
8:23 om
After my meal, I decided to scroll and surf through Reddit just to see what posts I was missing since I last logged on. and since my feed is full of lewd stuff and non-lewd shit. I decided to see what was going on in the feed so I could have a fun look into things that I am enjoying in my feed before logging off. moving to my Facebook I logged in to see what was new. and they have not said a word. but I am sure they will soon. I just gotta wait with my fingers crossed and pray patiently for their response as I logged off.

1 year after the covid incident.

after returning from the hospital. I had decided to head inside and go to my room so I could do my exercises and take care of my health and well-being. after doing so I decided to do my thing and wash the rest of the day off so I could see what was going on in the news.

as I entered back into my room I saw a strange object on the desk and a note next to my mouse. curious I decided to set my food and drink down on the desk and see who it is from while I enjoy what I had got from the hospital cafe. 

after reading the letter I put the object in my drawers that was until. the object had other plans.

I started getting bored with chaos magick, well not bored so much as getting used to it. I need constant change otherwise I get bored. I need puzzles, I need adventure, I need.... superpowers?

I decided to look into psychic abilities, telekinesis, telepathy, astral projection, things like that. Although they fall under chaos magick they are technically a specialization of their own, called psionics.

As with usual I set out to do research on the subject in preparation for practicals. To get any good information on psionics is a pain in the ass, to say the least. A simple google of the phrase "psionics" lead me down a path of D&D and XCOM, neither of which had any roots in reality so google was utterly useless. I turned to Reddit and its community of wonderful people. Truthfully speaking Reddit is one hell of a source when it comes to occult studies, just don't ask about demon summoning. I asked about psionics on a group r/psionics. It is there where I met the person I will come to call master(u/boxofmelons), although it kinda annoys him.

Psionics has a lot of similarities with chaos magick and yet they are also quite different. Psionics is about using your chakras (and chi if you want to) whereas chaos magick is more about tricking your subconscious into performing magickal acts. I chose psionics exactly for that reason. I needed training in energy manipulation and I felt that psionics would be best suited for the job. It was through my master that I started learning about my chakras and psi. I learned how to feel the energy and manipulate it. On his Reddit page, he had exercises aimed at beginners to teach the basics.

I asked him why he doesn't have more tutorials and he said that it's because every person is different so there is no "one fits all" way to doing psionics. So this is where psionics is quite similar to chaos magick. You can manipulate techniques to fit you and still get the same result its not necessary to go dig up a million-year-old book on a technique for manipulating your energy.

I read all his posts and I went and read as much as I could on the Reddit page. Because the information on Google was so diluted, finding this Reddit page was like striking oil. I absorbed as much as I could in preparation for starting with my practicals.

    果不其然，不到一个小时就已经谈妥了B轮融资，接下来便是签约仪式。
　　当地时间傍晚，B轮融资的签约仪式在数家北美主流媒体的见证之下完成了签署，罗晟与一众投资者完成合影，并向媒体公开披露。
　　此次B轮融资，蓝星科技投前估值29.25亿美元，融资后估值32.5亿美元（￥270亿元），出让公司10%的股权融资3.25亿美元（￥27亿元）。
　　罗晟当天就在华尔街出名了，到了第二天《华尔街日报》用头版头条针对此次融资进行了全面报道，包括《彭博社》、《纽约时报》、《卫报》等西方主流媒体报社都纷纷引援报道。
　　消息一出来，惊掉了业内人士无数眼球，这一轮融资说是堪称华国互联网公司的融资神话也不为过，不少的互联网公司连IPO都拿不到这么多钱。
　　这也让蓝星科技成为了资本界的宠儿，引得无数人研究到底是如何捕获VC使其如此青睐。
　　完成B轮融资之后，蓝星科技成为了互联网泡沫破灭之后的第一家独角兽级别的互联网科技公司，
　　所谓的独角兽公司便是新创公司未上市前被估值超过10亿美元的公司，而蓝星科技在B轮融资之后更是被估值达到了32.5亿美元。
　　相较于A轮融资阶段被估值￥50亿，短短的三个月时间，估值暴涨了5倍以上。
　　一家成立还不满一年的初创公司，已经频繁的进行了四轮的融资，而且一次比一次夸张，就连北美本土不少的科技界业内人士都觉得华尔街是不是疯了？
　　凭什么？
　　好吧，蓝星科技的发展势头的确无人能挡，可凭什么现在就被估值32.5亿美元？
　　甚至让不少人有种幻觉，仿佛回到了那个互联网泡沫还未破灭的疯狂时代，蓝星科技的B轮融资神话在那个时代，也许能够出现。
　　但现在可是互联网泡沫破灭后的时代了。
　　华尔街真的疯了？
　　凭什么对一家已经连续三轮融资了，还没有创造一分利润的公司如此疯狂砸钱？
　　但不论如何都无法改变蓝星科技B轮融资3.25亿美元的事实，而一看投资者的名单也是让无数创业者再一次震惊。
　　软银资本、红杉资本、高盛资本、摩跟大通、创投基金、IDG、华金证券，任何一家单一拿出来都是世界顶级VC，却同时为一家公司背书。
　　难怪罗晟和蓝星科技会登上世界头条，看了这些名单一点也不意外。
　　此次B轮融资依旧是高盛领投，华金证券、摩根、红杉作为新进资本，软银、创投、滕讯等跟投数额不等。
　　完成B轮融资后，蓝星科技的股权结构为：
　　期权池预留：11.05%
　　罗晟：57.6%
　　滕讯：9.45%
　　高盛：6.148%
　　软银：5.26%
　　创投：3.51%
　　IDG：3.13%
　　摩根：1%
　　华金证券：1%
　　红杉：1%
　　其它：0.852%
　　此次B轮融资蓝星科技出让10%的股权，由各大VC资本分享并按增资持股比例募集3.25亿美元，能完成的如此迅速，也是得益于罗晟提早跟孟丘打招呼，而高盛资本也对蓝星科技公司的运营情况进行提前第三方审计。
　　完成了B轮融资后，高盛资本要求得到一个公司董事的名额，对此罗晟自然答应了，紧接着华金证券、摩根、红杉也想要一个名额，但罗晟果断拒绝了。
　　如果给了，外部投资股东将在董事会掌握8个席位，意味着罗晟要控制董事会就得把席位扩充到17个董事，VC控制8个席位，自己得拿9个席位的提名权才能控制董事会。
　　尽管罗晟拥有过半数提名权的资格，但董事会的人数是尽可能的越少越好。
　　高盛拿到一个董事席位是应该的，已经连续两次领投，可谓高调捧场，而按照股东协议约定，罗晟享有过半数的提名权，所以蓝星科技公司的董事会从原本的9个席位，扩充到11个席位，其中罗晟拥有六个董事席位的提名权。
　　另外新进的三大投资机构再要不到董事席位，只能退而求其次的要了监事席位，这一要求罗晟倒是同意了。
　　随着B轮融资圆满完成，罗晟的华尔街之行就此告一段落，在曼哈顿继续待了两天，到了第三天便飞往加州湾区，时间安排的还是挺紧凑的。
　　……
　　罗晟在抵达加州之前，他的临时助理已经为他在旧金山湾区那边安排好了歇脚的地方，位于富人区的一栋豪华别墅，当然并非是买的，而是租的，也不是罗晟个人出资，开销都会算进公司的财务支出。
　　主要是老美这边自由过了火，罗晟要在这边待一段时间，安全问题他也不会不重视。
　　下了飞机，罗晟出了航站楼，已经有一辆豪车再次等候多时。
　　载着他的专车一路驶向了南湾富人区，委托方已经在三天前就把罗晟的暂住别墅布置妥当，随时都可以入住。
　　这栋别墅位名字叫做Bode One，于当地的山腰边缘，拥有极好的景观视野，929平米超大面积，实际售价为2000万美金，建筑师利用不锈钢、玻璃、石材等元素，让建筑外立面极具现代风格，并且利用艺术品的色彩和对比来产生戏剧效果。
　　入口处有着流畅的空间感，整栋豪宅布局专门为了符合大型娱乐功能所设计，室内和室外之间形成不间断的连接。
　　娱乐空间、起居室、休息室、酒吧、餐厅、厨房与室外的凉亭草坪，都在同一个空间中以开放式的设计相互连接。
　　起居室还有一处非常大的玻璃落地窗，窗外就是弯曲的景观。
　　傍晚，罗晟在起居室的超大玻璃落地窗边的椅子上坐着，惬意的翘着二郎腿，大腿上放着一台工作专用的笔记本电脑，他正盯着屏幕时而敲击不断，又时而停下来思考。
　　此次北美之行，除了寻求B轮融资之外，另一个重要的事务就是建立一家全新的网站，新闻社区网站，因为前段时间的贴吧项目让罗晟意识到海外地区还没有类似元素的网站。
　　那就是有着“北美贴吧”之称的Reddit，创建时间是2005年，今天是美国东部时间2004年1月2日。
　　不用多想，罗晟肯定是果断截胡，走自己的路，让别人无路可走。
　　在罗晟上一世，这个全球流量能够达到世界排名第4位的超级网站是绝对不会放过的。
　　Reddit有点像国内的天崖社区，热闹、有趣、乱哄哄，用户通过一个个板块，讨论自己感兴趣的话题，罗晟记得上一世的Reddit，有些从3个人的小版到2000万人的超级大版，这里可谓是应有尽有。
　　不仅有点像天崖社区，还有点像云歌贴吧的模式。
　　但与天崖社区或云歌贴吧不同的地方在于，Reddit采用的是匿名机制，换而言之这家网站基本不可能会出现在国内了，肯定是被隔离到墙外进不去。
　　即便如此，Reddit网站的全球流量在后来也能冲到全球前四，可见这间网站在世界上的受欢迎程度。
　　Reddit的匿名机制也给这家网站定了个调，这里一方面会成为一个[开诚布公的谈话场所]，另一方面也意味着它泥沙俱下，海外网络喷子的最强交战地点之一，这里是[互联网的下水道]，没有一颗强大的内心逛Reddit论坛网站绝对会怀疑人生。
　　罗晟也知道原初世界的Reddit坐拥全球近8亿的用户，月活用户达到2.5亿，却难以实现盈利，Reddit拥有超级丰富的流量，作为一个社区网站，赚钱途径简直别无选择——投放广告。
　　但Reddit挣不到钱的原因恰恰就是让它能够大火的匿名机制，用户可以在社区上亮出自己的身份，但绝大多数的用户都喜欢匿名，这是毫无疑问的。
　　但也就没法像实名的蓝色空间BlueSpace网站那样设计出一套精准的广告定位算法，原因也有很多种，又比如因为违规内容的分享而迎来差评等等，导致广告主也对Reddit兴趣缺缺。
　　但对于罗晟而言，这都不重要，哪怕是Reddit将来一直亏损都无所谓，因为在互联网上有一个理论——羊毛出在狗身上。
　　罗晟不怕Reddit自身挣不到钱，怕的是网站流量不够，互联网行业一定是流量为王的行业，只要Reddit的超强流量摆在那里，就有的是办法进行间接变现，比如向BlueSpace引流或其它的关联机制，从而间接提高BlueSpace的广告收入。
　　这就是羊毛出在狗身上，当然，前提是羊是你的，狗也得是你的，狗要是别人的，那就是帮别人做嫁衣了。
　　罗晟要打造的是“蓝星科技全家桶”，只要流量在“全家桶”内部流转，最终的利润都是被自己收割掉。
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